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It was like any other day. The large house with its surrounding spacious courtyard had nothing to change. Every morning the hostess, Mardo, woke up early. She prepared breakfast for her husband and children. Awaken the spoiled youngest Rama and dominate him. No one could be closer to Mardo than him. Be it his older brother Dode is also Raka's father.
"Mother."
He rubbed his eyes that were still sleepy.
"Wake it up soon enough, Bun."
His ink with a clear face, but Mardo shook his head, it was satan to be lazy and to leave the prayer, he told Rama. He pulled his son's body out of bed and carried him to the bathroom. Slowly lower and wash his feet.
"Let's Wudhu my dear, after the morning prayer try to take a shower immediately, son, must be fresh and healthy."
Rama realized that he could no longer seduce the woman. He did as his mother ordered. After all, the air from outside had already barged in. The windows are lifted with the curtain, mother has also tidied up her bed. Free to seduce and sulk, not mempan. It is better that he join for the congregational prayer which is imitated by Raka's father.
After finishing the prayer and pray then kiss the hands of the father, mother and her brothers then Rama and the others sit down to relax on the long sofa. Before long mother brought warm drinks and snacks that had just been cooked. Cindy had a discussion with Raka's father about the dessert. Raka said the cake wasn't just for cover. But it can also be an appetizer because the cake is small not filling. It can be for all moods.
Cindy mangut-mangut, he again asked Raka, whether it is necessary to give another name for the cake. Because they already have other cakes that are quite in demand when customers come to the cafe. Initially Cindy intended to name the dessert cake to specialize the cake. But Raka's poor father has been running the cafe since he was young, thinking otherwise. He and Cindy had a long discussion.
Around nine o'clock, the house was deserted. The kids go to school. Cindy and Raka's father leave for the office. The last one out of the house was Mardo. After everything was done, the woman went to her office. Mr. Junaidi who closed the fence last saw the mother.
Everyone thought Mardo was leaving for his office. As the night went on, the woman did not appear. Not usually because Mardo accustomed himself to go home first before family members. She rarely comes home late, always at home when her husband and children come home.
"Your mother hasn't come home yet, she wants magrib."
Rama asked his mother back to mba Wiwin. The woman looked at Rama, she was also surprised how the magrib nyonya had not yet returned home.
"No idea Mas, try asking Mba Tria, tell your phone where are you?"
The boy immediately turned his body away, his voice calling out to Tria.
"What Deck, brother wants to take a bath first, soon to pray magrib."
Tria is looking for reasons, she is most lazy to take care of her sisters if it is not too important.
"Call my sister, where is it? I don't want to go home tonight."
"Please Deck, maybe you're shopping wait a minute."
According to Rama, he sat on the sofa with his feet raised, and his chin on his knees. He went back to watching Tivi. Dode came in and threw a basketball into his room.
Dode rebuked his sister. His lips looked so cute that Dode had the gem to see it.
"That's a very long mouth Deck, what's wrong?"
"Mother's not home yet?"
"Well, it's in the room, but usually you're home."
"Nothing! there is no car!"
Rama was angry, because no one had ignored him. After all, if the mother has gone home while in the room continues. The little boy's inflamed.
"Quiet down boss don't get mad. Let's call now and ask where is Mommy?"
Dode tried to calm the youngest brother who was a crybaby. He sat down next to his sister and gently stroked the child's shoulders. He's twirling Mardo's number. Several times but no answer. Mardo's phone is off.
"Can't call Dek, wait a minute. Maybe you're still on the road, I'm gonna take a shower."
Dode takes his hand off Rama's shoulder and runs towards the stairs. Time continued to pass while they all waited for Mardo.
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